He convinces himself he's gone too far to back out now.

Hicks felt sick. He felt like vomiting, he felt like shooting everyone in the room. But most of all he felt powerless. He didn't know if the decisions he'd made so far had been the right ones but there was no backing out now.

"No!" Gabby's voice was getting hoarse as she started struggling and protesting once more. "Just... ok, I'll walk away! I'll leave the city! You won't get any trouble from me."

"Brandi, baby, you aren't in any position to give me any trouble at all. But you can give me a whole lot of satisfaction." Hicks could see Butcher's cock, it wasn't long but it was obscenely fat and thick veins stood out along it. The mobster used his thick thumbs to spread Gabby's ass cheeks and took a moment to inspect her puckered asshole. Hicks swallowed, wondering if he was going to fuck her there, but after a moment Butchers hand fell to his cock again and he guided it to the wet, puffy lips of the agent's pussy.

"P-please don't," sobbed Gabby.

"Oh Brandi, you'd better change your tune soon or you're going to have a miserable time here," Butcher growled and then, gripping the black girl's hips, he drove his cock into her.

"No!" she wailed, but it was happening nevertheless. Hicks watched as she strained forward against the desk, trying to escape from the thick, violating cock that was pressing into her. But Butcher and Mikey had her pinned firmly in place, and there was no getting away from it.

"Hot, tight and wet," Butcher chuckled, "Perfect." As he started to move his hips, to fuck Hicks' friend properly, she started to moan and pant pathetically. Her resistance was flagging. Hicks couldn't watch, he turned away, glancing at the thin man who still had a gun on him, and he headed for what looked like a small bar against one of the walls.

"Don't try anything," the thin man warned.

"I'm done with her," Hicks shot back at him sourly. "Can't you see I'm on your side now?" He poured himself a hefty shot of bourbon and knocked it back as he listened to his partner being **** by the most powerful gang-boss in the city. He had to harden up inside, he had to at least pretend not to care.

Butcher's breathing became more bestial, his panting lower and more savage. Gabby quietened down as his fat prick invaded her again and again, until Hicks found that, thankfully he could barely hear her at all. And it didn't take long before Butcher was raising his voice.

"Oh you're good, oh you're gonna be great. Little bitch thought you could be a gangster? And look where it got you. Fucked and fucked and full of cum. Oh, here comes your seconds... Hnngh!"

Hicks couldn't help but glance over as Butcher sent his seed to join Hicks's own, deep in Gabby's cunt. Butcher jerked his hips a couple of times then stepped away, scooping up Brandi's torn panties to wipe himself off with. Hicks couldn't take his eyes off that sopping snatch, and now, overfilled with a double load of spunk, it was really starting to flow out of her.

"This is how you do business," Butcher looked evenly at Hicks as he put his prick away. "You show your enemy who's the strongest, who's in charge. Harry," he looked to the thin man, "take her to the lounge."

Gabby stumbled as the thin man grabbed her shoulder and pulled her to her feet. Creamy white seed could be seen trickling down the rich brown skin of her inner thighs as 'Harry' pushed her towards the door, occasionally jabbing her with the pistol to remind her who was armed. Hicks watched her go, and prayed for a chance to get her out of here.

But he had to be hard, and it looked like Butcher was about to get down to business.